UNDER THE WILL… OVER THE DRAMA…

One Month In: I Had No Clue What I Was Doing and People Still Showed Up…

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One Month In: I Had No Clue What I Was Doing… and People Still Showed Up

A month ago, I started this blog with zero idea what I was doing. ( I had been writing thing down over the years for clarity!) No fancy plan, no tech expertise, just a gut feeling that I needed to get some things off my chest and maybe, just maybe, connect with someone who’d been through similar drama. I didn’t grow up thinking, ‘I’m going to learn WordPress and write a blog about wills, family chaos, and turf wars’.

Yet here I am, fumbling my way through plugins, themes and posts, and somehow, people are reading. Even liking. Some are messaging me to say they’ve felt the same things. I’m honestly flabbergasted.

I started out just trying to survive a messy situation. Writing became a lifeline – a way to make sense of it all, with a bit of humour and honesty. I didn’t think anyone would care.

But turns out, when you speak from the heart (even with typos and tech confusion), people do care.

So if you’re sitting there with a story bottled up, wondering if it matters – it does. You don’t need to be polished or perfect. Just real. That’s enough.

Thanks for being here. Whether you stumbled in by accident or came looking for a bit of solidarity, I’m glad you found this corner of the internet.

Here’s to messy beginnings and unexpected encouragement.

Have you ever started something without a clue and found it actually helped you grow? Or are you thinking about sharing your story but holding back?

Drop a comment – I’d love to hear your journey, your hesitations, or just a hello. This space is for all of us.

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6 responses to “One Month In: I Had No Clue What I Was Doing and People Still Showed Up…”

  1. Treasurable Life Avatar
    Treasurable Life

    Mae, this hit me right in the soul. Starting out with zero clue but a pure heart, that’s the real magic. Your honesty about fumbling through the tech stuff and still showing up authentically is exactly why people need to hear your story.

    There’s something powerful about just being real, typos and all, because that’s where true connection lives. It reminds me that growth doesn’t come from perfection, but from courage, the courage to share even when you’re scared no one will listen.

    I’m right there with you, cheering on all the messy beginnings that turn into something life-changing. Your words remind me (and so many others) that our stories matter, even when we don’t have it all figured out.

    Thank you for creating this space where we can be vulnerable and seen. Here’s to more stumbles, more truth, and more unexpected encouragement. I’m excited to watch your journey unfold and can’t wait to share mine too.

    Sending love and solidarity your way.

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    1. Mae Faurel Avatar
      Mae Faurel

      Thank you so, so much — I’m honestly a little teary reading this. It means the world to know that my wobbly, typo-riddled, half-clueless beginnings could resonate with someone else’s soul like that. You’ve captured exactly what I hoped this space could be: a little corner of honesty, courage, and connection for anyone fumbling their way through, trying to figure it out as they go.

      You’re right, it’s never about perfection. It’s about showing up anyway, heart in hand, even when your voice shakes or you don’t know if anyone’s listening. I’m beyond grateful to have kind souls like you in this space, cheering each other on through the beautiful mess of it all.

      I cannot wait to hear your story too. Here’s to every stumble, every raw truth, and every bit of magic we find in the middle of the chaos. Sending so much love and solidarity right back at you 💚

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  2. sopantooth Avatar
    sopantooth

    Hello!

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    1. Mae Faurel Avatar
      Mae Faurel

      Hi.. Thank you or reading my post..x

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  3. stolzyblog Avatar
    stolzyblog

    It’s interesting (to me) how I began. I was thinking to write a few technical articles to act as a sort of alternative resume for job applications. Which I accomplished. But then I liked the pure writing and the layout design, and it started me thinking often about non-work topics, and I decided to add essays, under a second blog. Then within just weeks, the toil of composing and reworking essays started me thinking more poetically for some reason. Which in a way forms the heart of what I write nowadays. Within a few months I received an inquiry from some guy in S. Africa — would I want to join his online magazine and subnit an article or poem or something every Friday. He said he’d offer me greater visibility and number of readers, etc. No strings. I said ok, but I was unsure about having a deadline. I succeeded for 2 or 3 Fridays but then started getting editing feedback from him… this topic good, that one problematic. So I stopped. His magazine ended within a few months. But I kept on. Sometimes taking long breaks. Always returning, vause for some reason or other — I have to write! :) Thanks!

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    1. Mae Faurel Avatar
      Mae Faurel

      I love this! Isn’t it funny how something so practical like building a resume can turn into a whole creative unfolding? It’s like the writing had its own plan for you. I get the pull of poetry also, it sneaks in once you start thinking deeper and differently. Deadlines can be tricky when writing’s coming from the soul, not a schedule. But the fact you kept going, even after breaks, says it all. It’s not just something you do, it’s part of who you are. Thanks for stopping by and sharing your journey! 🧡

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